Everlasting Wish

You were a fixture in the path I walked, A book I opened, but was never talked. For six short years, a secret, steady beat, I studied shadows where your presence met The common light, the background of my youth, A silent promise built on simple truth: That love could thrive entirely in the mind, The purest form, the kind that leaves behind No trace of chaos, just the perfect bloom That never needed soil inside a room.

The years brought noise, the sound of vows exchanged, A family portrait beautifully arranged. My hand finds comfort in a different hand, My life is anchored, mapped across the land. But sometimes, waking just before the dawn, I feel the shadow of the moment gone, The single word I held behind my lip, The chance I let deliberately slip.

It is the door I stood beside at sixteen, The perfect vision, eternally pristine. I wouldn't trade the comfort that I hold, But oh, that story never to be told! For all the years that now have come to pass, I wish I’d shattered that one sheet of glass, And merely whispered, as the moment flew, "Hello," to you, and finally, "I knew."